Chase Wescott

Leona Pollendina

Script

Chase: *stands up, the sword nearly as tall as he is* I don't think he's hiding. He's just in his room. I think he's upset.

Leona: Upset? I'm the one who is supposed to be upset! I lost the race!

Chase: Sorry.

Leona: Just because some guy with half his face blown off came and wrecked it!

Chase: What?

Leona: Yeah. Some guy with a metal face... *draws a bad picture of Kip in the sand*

Chase: *eyes widen* O.o!

Leona: *looks at Chase* What... you know him?

Chase: OMEGA? He's... *looks at Leona* He is supposed to be dead. Ben... *pauses* Ben killed him.